Earth Fire Ming Yi Chapter 6 Cutting Weeds and Exterminating Roots 1
[69 Book Bar-www.] It’s been another year.
The West Mountain is already a deserted area, but it has already revealed some greenness. The West Mountain is full of mangroves, but that kind of mangrove is not a maple tree, but the leaves will turn red in autumn. Therefore, the "red leaves of the West Mountain" have always been the fog and cloud city.
One of the eighteen scenic spots. Now that year has passed, the mangroves all over the mountains have withered, with only a few green leaves. Today the weather is very good, the sky is blue, and the white clouds are softly exposed half of the mountain, and are blown little by little by little by little by wind
Although the weather is cold, the sun is bright and magnificent, and it feels indescribable comfort when shining on people. At the highest point of the mountain, the tall tower commonly known as "the tower of heaven" also looks thin and beautiful.
"Call the Tower" is of course a common name. When Zheng Sichu was a child, he thought the name was too incredible. The tower was not a bird or beast, so how could it be called? After checking old books, he found out that the tower was named "Jiaotian Tower", which was the former emperor.
The two monuments under the tower were originally called National Memorial Monument and Loyalty Monument. They were originally used to commemorate the fallen soldiers of the previous dynasty. After the founding of the Republic, the man-made labor was too large to be demolished, and the other was that it was also a monument, which was destroyed.
It’s a pity to go there, so after washing the two monuments, one piece was engraved with “forever” and the other piece was engraved with the word “immortality”. These two words were so big that they could be seen at the foot of the mountain, but from a distance,
The second half was covered by a tree, and I could only see the word "never", which seemed like someone was angry. Therefore, in common, these two monuments are also called "never fallen monuments". The Republic always exists, giant
The monument will never fall, which is considered auspicious.
On a pond on the hillside, there is the Wuxiang Water Pavilion where the teacher lives. The teacher lives in a lonely place. Zheng Sichu remembers that when he was seven years old, his mother took him here to celebrate the apprenticeship. The teacher was still young at that time, but ten years old.
A few years have passed, and the teacher, who seemed not much older than me now, had already grown a beard. He couldn't help but want to laugh. From now on, every year, he would come to see the teacher during the holidays and give him some freshness.
Fruits and the like are all prepared by my mother. Although my mother has returned to her hometown Wuyang City, she will still bring some specialties in Wuyang City, half of which are for herself and half that she will send to her teacher.
The road was getting narrower and narrower. This road was probably driven by the teacher. He was farming and growing himself in Wuxiangshui Pavilion, raising some chickens, ducks, fish and rabbits, except for occasionally buying some oil and salt clothes to go to the city.
At other times, it was time to pass the day in Wuxiangshui Pavilion. But strangely, the reputation of the teacher was very famous in the army. Bi Wei and Fang Ruoshui recognized him, but they never came to see the teacher, probably
If you don't have a friendship, maybe you still have some revenge. Sometimes Zheng Sichu also doubts whether the teacher will hold a post in the old imperial army, but counting his age, when the old empire was destroyed, the teacher was at most twenty-five or six years old, Bi Wei, Fang Ruoshui and others.
At that time, he was already the commander of the first army and seemed not to know him. Although Zheng Sichu had asked indirectly several times, the teacher looked at him every time and never answered him. Gradually, Zheng Sichu also
I gave up and stopped asking.
This time my mother brought some pickled seafood specialty from Wuyangcheng. Perhaps because of the fishy smell, Feiyu felt uncomfortable and sniffed from time to time. Turning around the mountain, the path became narrower and he could no longer ride a horse.
Zheng Sichu jumped off his horse and led it around. After walking for a while, he could see the roof of Wuxiang Water Pavilion, but he could not hear the sound of the waterfall. It must be that the rain was scarce since the beginning of winter, the mountain streams were broken, and the waterfall was also